The sound of the night life echoed through the hotel room balcony door that was open and into the suite where Lizzie lie awake staring at the ceiling. Everything had happened so fast she still was in shock and she knew it. From the altercation to the shooting of Connelly, to watching out the window of Red's private jet as the life she had come to know was now forever changed.
She hadn't known where they were going and couldn't find her voice until they had landed on an abandoned runway, somewhere in a desert. She glanced over at him, and was caught off guard as his usually calm and collected demeanor was showing concern and possibly worry.
"Where are we?" She asked.
Red turned his head and looked at her and his voice was deeper than usual.
"Nevada, were about an hour from Las Vegas."
Lizzie nodded and took a deep breath before she joined him in yet another window-less van just like the one that had initially picked them up after the shooting. She fidgeted a little and then finally took a deep breath and looked at him.
"You were there…why? I saw you…lying there in the floor."
His face flinched and he glanced at her before his gaze returned to where the window of the van would have been.
"I can't disclose that information Lizzie."
She felt the anger bubbling up inside of her and she clenched her fists.
"What else is there to hide, or have happen at this point? Why can't you just tell me?!"
He swallowed hard and shook his head slightly.
"In time Lizzie…in time. Patience will…"
She snapped, nearly yelling now.
"Patience is gone Red so forget your little Shakespearean speech and just take me wherever it is I have to sleep tonight."
She crossed her arms and sat back against her seat and tried her hardest not to break down. She would save that for when she was alone.
An hour and fifteen minutes later Lizzie followed him to what would be their room for the night. She glanced around seeing they had separate bathrooms, and bedrooms and felt relieved. She didn't wait for him to speak and just walked to one of the rooms and slammed the door shut before she locked it and sat on her bed. It took merely seconds before she found herself sobbing and lying on her side hugging a pillow.
Standing in the main room Ray heard her and walked over to the mini bar and leaned his head against the wall as his hands gripped the wood of the bar and he let out a deep and shaky breath. All he ever wanted to do was protect her, and now he suddenly found himself in a position he had never been in before; powerless and defeated.
After nearly an hour straight he was sitting on a reclining chair listening as she finally stopped crying. He waited for any sounds but heard not and felt some comfort in knowing she had finally fallen asleep and was resting. It wasn't until then that he stood up and went to shower and change and lie down himself. The days would not be kind on either of them, they could not stay in the same place for more than one night, and appearances would have to be altered for months if not longer to assure they were covering their tracks.
Sitting up in bed Lizzie shivered a little at the cool night air that was lofting into her room and then got up and closed the doors and locked them. She hugged herself as she thought about her behavior towards Red earlier and felt embarrassed. He had come to rescue her once again, and she took out every frustration and sour feeling she had on him. Biting her lip she slowly made her way out of her suite and then stopped slightly concerned when she saw that his bedroom door was wide open, and there were no lights on. Had he left her here? Had someone gotten in?
Walking quietly to the nearest desk she found a letter opener and creeped towards his bedroom door. Peeking inside she found herself relieved but still confused as she saw him lying on his back, he was asleep and snoring lightly. Her eyes took in his form fully, the white bedsheet was just above his waist and his bare chest held a soft glow of the moonlight shining in. She bit her lip and suddenly found herself wondering if he slept without any clothing before she shook her head and retreated back into the main foyer.
She rubbed her face and took a deep breath asking herself why she had let herself have thoughts like that. Sure she had thought of him sexually on more than one occasion, and yes she had gotten jealous many times when it came to him, but now was definitely not the time. She ran a hand through her hair and sat down when she actually laughed a little and then spoke out loud to herself.
"Then again…"